fake love

Chapter 208 Deliberately Same Birthday Gift (1)
"You..." He took the diary from Fu Ran, "Take it if you like, but don't let others see it."

Fu Ran carefully put the photo in his pocket, and glanced across the room. Obviously, Ming Chengyou should have vacated this room specially for Ming Yunfeng. No matter where he went, even if he felt resentful, he at least knew to give Mingyun the room. Leave a place for Feng, this alone is enough to make people feel gratified.

Fu Ran and Ming Chengyou walked out of the room together. She stood behind the man and watched him lock the door. The distance drew closer. Fu Ran watched the scenery in the room gradually freeze on the bed. The orientation of this room is also the best. of.

Ming Chengyou slapped his back.

"Is it unlocked?" Fu Ran reminded.

Ming Chengyou pinched the key in his hand, "It's unlocked, anyway, the servants have to go in to clean it every day, and they were afraid of messing things up before, but the newcomers are quite agile."

Ming Chengyou hugged Fu Ran thoughtfully and passed the corridor. This room was where You Yingrui lived after she came back, and it was locked every time. After she moved out, he locked it up habitually.

When he arrived at the stairs, the coffee was full of aroma and an unusual smell wafted out of his nostrils. Ming Chengyou handed the coffee cup prepared on the coffee table to Fu Ran.

She turned on the TV, thinking about how to tell Ming Chengyou about Zhao Lan.

"Chengyou?"

Ming Chengyou picked up the remote control to tune the channel, Fu Ran's attention was not on the TV, so instead of fighting with him as usual, Ming Chengyou sipped his coffee, raised his eyebrows lightly, "What's the matter?"

"You don't blame your dad anymore, do you?"

Fu Ran carefully studied his expression.

Ming Chengyou squinted at her, the smell of coffee rolled in his throat, he squeezed his lower lip tightly, and a small movement brought out the sex appeal to the fullest, "I don't blame him, maybe it's as my mother said, the will is The boss is making trouble."

"No," Fu Ran blurted out, "The will is what Dad meant, and it has nothing to do with Mingzheng."

In her desperation, she continued to use the previous title for Ming Yunfeng.

Ming Chengyou's lips were almost pursed into a straight line, and he stared at Fu Ran, "Then tell me, why did my dad make such an arrangement."

Fu Ran's eyes were sincere, "Mingzheng has carried the status of an illegitimate child for more than [-] years. No matter what happened in his previous life, he was always innocent. Dad said that he wanted to make it up to him."

"Compensation?" Ming Chengyou raised the corners of his mouth as if he heard a big joke, "Based on what I know about my dad, he doesn't seem like the kind of person who can hand over a lot of land to others for simple compensation."

In the eyes of Li Yunling's mother and son, it doesn't make sense in terms of emotion and reason.

Ming Chengyou moved to Fu Ran's side, and he took her hand and held it in his palm, "If you have to say such disappointing things during Chinese New Year, my dad has been dead for so long, forget it."

Fu Ran held Ming Chengyou's hand back forcefully, "I heard that Aunt Zhao is sick."

"Aunt Zhao?" Ming Chengyou looked blank for a moment, "Which Aunt Zhao?"

Fu Ran raised her eyes and looked at him, "It's Zhao Lan."

Ming Chengyou's tone was so unfamiliar, subconsciously, he might not even want to think about Zhao Lan.

"She's sick, what's wrong?" Ming Chengyou picked up the coffee cup, the indifference in his eyes was so clear, after all, he was a stranger, and even had more resentment and hatred than a stranger.

"You saw it last time. She is not in good health. The doctor said she is prone to depression." Every time Fu Ran uttered a word, it was as if a knife had cut her heart inch by inch. At first, she was very strong. Small, when it comes to the next few words, it can be described as gouging out the heart.

"Depression?" Ming Chengyou didn't take it seriously, with an indifferent tone on his thin lips, "So what, she asked for it herself. How did she find someone to marry so hard that she has fallen into today's situation?"

Ming Chengyou seemed to want to continue talking, he caught a glimpse of Fu Ran's face and stopped his mouth in time, Fu Ran held a warm coffee cup in a daze, Ming Yunfeng said it was for his own good, she made an oath before Ming Yunfeng's bed , I also want to do well for Ming Chengyou.

But the so-called goodness has to be based on harming others.

"Fu Ran?" Ming Chengyou called softly.

Fu Ran was still deliberating when he spoke, "Chengyou, you also said that your father has been dead for so long, forget it, whether you want to accept it or not, Zhao Lan's request is also reasonable, she wants to have It's just a place of worship."

In fact, if people can see it, people are dead, so there is no need to continue the fight. Naturally, Ming Yunfeng does not want to see Zhao Lan and Ming Zheng after death.

The so-called peace of mind is just that Li Yunling wants to feel at ease.

Ming Chengyou crossed one leg, and the atmosphere was silent for a long time. The coffee in the cup had already cooled down, and it lost its original taste in his mouth. His slender fingers fell on his knees, and his index fingers tapped without rhythm.Fu Ran looked sideways, and the fine golden yellow came in through the huge floor-to-ceiling windows, making Ming Chengyou's face dark and unclear. What is the meaning of engraving Zhao Lan's name? If there is no lesson from the past, why did my mother do it so decisively? After all," Ming Chengyou's chest heaved violently, "It's safe to go to the ground, who wants to disturb the dead?"

Fu Ran met Ming Chengyou's gaze, "Mingzheng made a mistake in this matter from the very beginning, and your coming and going will only increase the damage. Chengyou, give them another chance, or set a rule, even for a month. Or meet in three months?"

"Impossible," Ming Chengyou interrupted Fu Ran without hesitation, "This is my mother's intention. The purpose of moving the grave is to prevent my father from seeing the mother and son again. You have to pay the price for the so-called harm you may suffer in the future!"

"Now she has paid the price, Chengyou, you can pull her away with a nod, and your father doesn't want to..."

"Fu Ran!" Ming Chengyou interrupted her coldly, and the atmosphere in the air instantly froze, "Let's stop arguing about these trivial matters."

Fu Ran looked at the gloomyness that flashed by the bottom of his pool, and she already knew that it was impossible to convince him. Fu Ran put her hands in her pockets, and touched the photo inside with her fingers, as if the boy's innocent eyes flashed before her eyes. And clean eyes.

The two people have different positions, so naturally they broke up unhappy.

(End of this chapter)